We Are Young -- Bianca

[Percy Jackson]

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There was no sign of any embers. In the fireplace that was surrounded by the campers’ residence. Percy felt like it was a metaphor for the lack of ideas that were floating around concerning the resident prisoner. Someone needed to take charge. That seemed to be Percy from what his dad was saying anyway. Percy was frustrated over the lack of decision-making so why shouldn’t he be the one to take charge. No one else was. He needed a plan of action otherwise the tide would change again in Kronos’ favour and no one at camp wanted that. Except Luke. Not that he was agreeing with it but Percy could see why Luke would want to overthrow the Gods. They spent all of their time up on Olympus and only occasionally came down to Earth and see their kids. That was the thing though; demigods did get to see their parents. Percy was a prime example of that. He was still reeling over what was exchanged just minutes ago:

“You may be faced with a decision that can change everything.”

What decision did his dad mean? It was obviously to do with the whole Luke thing. Or was it? It was not specifically stated. Could there be something bigger just around the corner? Percy needed Grover or Annabeth or both to talk to. One thing Percy did take from the conversation was that talking about the situation at hand helped. The sea-green eyes Percy possessed locked onto one of the cabins and instantly knew it as Athena’s. Maybe Annabeth would be there? Just the thought of her made Percy’s heart skip a beat. He had never experienced anything like it before. Percy shook his head in attempt to shrug off the thought. With a glance at the fireplace, Percy started to head over to the Athena Cabin when bam – Percy knocked into someone unexpectedly.

Word Count – 317
Notes - Not my best post but it will do for the moment.

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[Bianca di Angelo]

Bianca was jogging around camp, which was a recent past time and hobby of her's. When Bianca was jogging, her head was clear. She didn't think about her problems. She didn't think about the fact that she had a gigantic crush on Percy Jackson, the person who had saved Bianca and Nico at West Point, or anybody else. She didn't think of the Hunters, or that nearly everybody at camp hated her all because she was a daughter of Hades. All Bianca concentrated on was the pat-pat, pat-pat sound that her feet made when she ran. It was refreshing, and it kept Bianca going. She didn't smile, and her face was expressionless. But she felt better anyway.

Bianca slid to a stop when she reached the Camp Half-Blood Cabins. She had started off outside of Cabin Thirteen, and she was heading back there now. Bianca was the Cabin Leader of Cabin Thirteen, the Hades Cabin. Bianca wasn't sure whether this was a good or bad thing. Being Cabin Leader of any cabin was a big honor. But Bianca just had to be the Cabin Leader of the Hades Cabin. People hated Hades, though it was more like they feared Hades. Nearly everybody in Camp either left Bianca and Nico alone in fear, or they bullied them. The bullying was going down, thanks to the fact that Bianca was rather good at manipulating a bow and arrow as well as a dagger.

Suddenly, she bumped into somebody by accident, as Bianca was deep in her thoughts. "Ow!" she said, it was a reflex, then fell on her bum. She rubbed her head as she looked up at who she had bumped into. Percy Jackson. Wait, hold on. Percy Jackson? "Ohmigods, Percy!" she said in surprise. "I'm so sorry! I was thinking and well... you know what happens next."

ATTIRE

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